The G-String Nightmare

Seriously, now that I purchased a g-string for my underwear experiment, SWoUR (Sensible Women's Underwear Rules) has been tormenting my subconscious. I tried the artificial fabric patch-and-string concoction on last night over a regular pair of undies (the low rise maroon bikinis from Victoria's Secret that Theo so attractively modeled for this site) and I looked like a balloon that was about to explode as some bratty kid squeezed it. No, not pretty. Then I went to sleep and had twisted dreams about g-strings, flab, and pubic hair. I woke up in a sweat. I can only hope that reality will not be as jiggly.